You can tell that I love Thanksgiving, right? I like to cook. I like to eat. What's not to love? I haven't always loved it, cooked for it, or even celebrated it. Here are a few Thanksgiving memories from my past:
The first year we moved to Seattle we ate Thanksgiving at The Keg restaurant (where Robert worked at the time). I remember the bill being something like $45 and I couldn't believe I spent that much on food.
My sister used to live in Tacoma and once or twice she invited us to Thanksgiving. I wasn't much of a cook at the time so I'm sure I offered to bring a can of cranberries and help out by mashing the potatoes. I remember watching Total Recall after one meal at her place.
When Sid was a baby I decided it was time to start having our own Thanksgivings at home so I bought a frozen turkey loaf and heated it up and had the table all set for when Robert got off work (United Airlines reservation agents don't get Thanksgiving off I guess).
I made my first real turkey when Zoe was 2 months old. Again, Robert was at work and I was really nervous about it. I got one of those turkeys with the pop up timer and as far as I remember it was edible.
One year we loaded the kids in the car and drove to Utah. We were making good time but were low on gas in a deserted part of Idaho so we had to stop at a place called Glenn's Ferry and drive into "town" only to find a gas station with ancient pumps. I think it took us 20 minutes to fill the tank and when we were heading back towards the highway Robert got pulled over for going 30 in a 25 zone. The police officer asked for proof of insurance and we realized we didn't have it in the car. He then threatened to take Robert in and lock him up for the day because of it. It was Thanksgiving! Our 2 adorable children were sleeping in their p.j.s in the back seat! Are you serious? He ended up letting Robert off with a stern warning. To this day, when we drive through Glenn's Ferry, Robert growls.
One year we took the train to Canada and ate sushi!
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving everyone! I'm about to go home and make cranberry sauce, a few pies and brine my turkey! A real turkey! Without a pop-up timer!




Your memories are just so beautiful/sweet. I could just cry. You should hang out on FB more. Happy Thanksgiving.